"You see, there is hardly any difference between that shrine's treasure and what I was wearing ever since we first met. You should remember that rope I kept wrapped around my body at all times?" Pointing his hand at the very item he was speaking about, Layn smiled when Irea's eyes obediently followed after his hand.
"Yeah. It was strange, but I thought it was just a quirk of yours. May I… touch it?" Strangely reluctant to do something so simple after touching the man's body all over, Irea asked.
"Sure, just keep in mind that it's pretty weak when compared to what I'm going to craft for you." Gracing the girl with an approving smile, Layn moved on to the work. Grabbing one stone to each of his hands, he absorbed the energy from the one to destabilize the physical structure of the one. Given how he wasn't wearing his rope right now, all the mana he had saved in his aura had to be saved for the translation spell.
